On the morning of Sunday, Greenryel, within the headquarters of the Yeta School.


    A convoy driven by fire lions had already steadied to a stop in front of the manor, and a g fluttered with the insignia of the Eye of All-Knowing, a symbol within the Wizard City that was universally recognized—it was the mark of the Secret Magic Society!


    "Professor Lynn, we had better hasten, or else we will miss it!" Philip had been waiting at the door early on and urged from afar.


    Lynn,ing out with Johnny, Ailoke, and a host of apprentices, was now dressed in a gold and red robe, handcrafted by an alchemy master, imbued with three spells: "Dust Removal Technique," "Intermediate Elemental Resistance," and "Nature’s Charge," which provided decent protection to the wearer and enhanced some physical vitality.


    Of course, this also meant a hefty price tag. Just for this robe, along with a few convoys, he had spent a whole thousand magic gold coins, causing Lynn considerable heartache!


    If you added the four thousand gold coins already spent on buying the manor, he could say that he was once again back to where he started.


    However, ording to Philip, he was now a person of status, and moreover, he was going to attend an award ceremony, so a grand entrance was necessary!


    Fortunately, thinking of Darren and the others who had already made the first batch of ss, it wouldn’t be long before there would be a new and continuous ie, which somewhat bnced Lynn’s feelings.


    Riding in the convoy driven by fire lions, they soon arrived in front of the Corona Tower.


    The Magic Council, the power institution of the entire Wizard Land, was established here.


    Lynn looked up toward the colossal Sky Mirror at the top of the tower—that was the core area of the Magic Council, where only certified councilors were allowed to set foot on ordinary days.


    And the annual award ceremony took ce within the Sky Mirror.


    At this moment, several thousand people had already gathered in the za in front of the tower; one could say that all the wizards of Greenryel were present, as no one wanted to miss today’s grand celebration. The Corona Medal might not even be awarded once in a hundred years.


    Seeing Lynn step down from the carriage, the crowd of wizards gathered in the za overflowed with enthusiasm,ing up to offer their congrattions, and there were no shortage of those who wanted to ingratiate themselves with this rising star of magic, with ttery and sycophancying in an unending stream.


    Lynn, however, felt indifferent, responding calmly to each one.


    As for Philip, Kevin, Ondo, and other wizards from the Yeta School, they were entirely immersed in the praise and ttery, and even some grand schrs and high wizards took the initiative toe up and chat, making them feel quite honored and overwhelmed.


    Philip suddenly felt that his previous risky decision to let Lynn lead the Yeta School had been absolutely correct!


    "Congrattions, Lord Lynn, you are the first three-ring wizard in history to receive such an honor, and this will surely be recorded in the annals of magic history," Rafael said smilingly, offering his hand to lead the way for them.


    "Thank you for your praise, Master Rafael," Lynn replied, following him into the Corona Tower.


    The two guards at the entrance bowed slightly when they saw Lynn and his party. As the core of the council, the interior of the tower had been constructed sumptuously, like a miniature pce.


    Numerous white jade pirs supported the dome of the grand hall, which, under the glow of magicmps, shined brilliantly. Marble floors reflected a crystal-clear luster, while the walls on either side were engraved with manyplex alchemical runes, and in the center, a winding stairway snaked upwards toward the spire of the tower. Experience new tales on NovelBin.C?m


    "The council is considering giving a new name to this continent under our feet, no, I mean this we’re on. We’ve discussed it for a long time, without an answer. In the end, we decided that you, the founder of the theory, should name it!" Rafael led them up the steps, grinning as he spoke, heading toward the Sky Mirror at the top of the tower.


    To name a? Philip and the others were astounded; this honor was definitely no less than receiving a medal.


    Lynn was somewhat surprised that the Council had entrusted such an important matter to him. Naming a was a first for him, let alone the incredibly significant one teeming with life beneath their feet.


    How about calling it Earth? Or perhaps the Azure Star?


    Lynn pondered to himself whether to choose a familiar name in remembrance but shook his head after a long contemtion,


    "Why not call it the Eternal Star?" Lynn mused for a while before he spoke up.


    "The Eternal Star?" Rafael reflected for a moment, nodded, and smiled. "May it stand erect in the perpetual cosmos, eternal and undying."


    As they conversed, the magically enchanted steps beneath them automatically ascended, swiftly taking them to the Sky Realm at the top floor.


    This ce was not only the hub of Wizard Land but also where important meetings were held. The brilliance of magic permeated every aspect, and the density of the magic power was far greater than anywhere Lynn had been before.


    Upon their entry, led by Rafael, they immediately attracted numerous gazes. Lynn turned his attention to the high podium of the Council, where five seats were ced, belonging to the five legendary wizards, the Council Heads.


    Besides Harrov, whom he was very familiar with, two other Heads had already arrived.


    One was a frail old man with graying hair, the legendary alchemist—[Magic Creator] Vittorio!


    The other was a strikingly beautiful witch dressed in a flowing scarlet gown.


    During these days, Lynn had gathered quite a bit of information, naturally recognizing her as the founder of the Prophecy School—[Witch] Aurora!


    Lynn’s gaze lingered on the witch for quite some time, not because of her striking appearance, but because he was somewhat concerned about her identity as the founder of the Prophecy School.


    He had not forgotten how he had rendered the wizards of the Prophecy School speechless at the seminar, effectively pping their faces…


    Lynn could only hope that she was not one to hold grudges.


    As for the remaining two chairs, they were vacant.


    It was nearing nine in the morning, the time when the award ceremony was supposed to start, yet the wizards within the Sky Realm remained still, as if awaiting something.


    "It is said that the legendary wizard from the Shaping Science School, bearing the [Power of Giant Dragon] Fayez, will also attend the ceremony; perhaps he is runningte," Rafael exined quietly.


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    "And the other legendary figure?" Lynn asked curiously.


    "[Elemental Controller] Altoc might find it inconvenient to attend such a grand event right now," Rafael replied, shaking his head and speaking with tactful restraint.


    There were rumors within Wizard Land that the legendary wizard had suffered a serious mental blow when he encountered a terrifying creature known as an Elemental Ghost during his research into micro-elements, hence his actions and manners were somewhat… abnormal!


    (PS: Thank you to the alliance leader dsf23dd for the reward; I am deeply moved. I thought it would be difficult for this book to have an alliance leader; let me sort out the plot and speed up the updates.)